[A blank screen appears. Suddenly, the cWo logo flashes briefly into focus, coming together from all sides of the screen. As it fades away, a highlight reel of clips from Veneration are seen. Devon Dice is seen grabbing the nightstick ahead of Lamont Dalmon;  J.J. Carter is seen pinning The Wraith, and then lying in the ring with snake bites across his neck; Heretic is seen distracting Christian Roman, allowing ASM to hit his Axessassinator, followed by scenes of both OMEGA members brutally attacking Christian; Heretic is seen chasing after a bloodied Christian Roman, leaving Notorious JON to be pinned by TKO, who pick up the cWo Tag Titles; next up is Andrew Mendel defeating his uncle Thaddeus Walker for the US Title; Josh Cantrell is seen entering the ring against Chazz Mendel, favoring his wrist; afterwards, Mendel is seen making the pin and then shattering Cantrell’s wrist; and finally, Johnny Serious is seen raising the World Title above a fallen Muru. As the clips come to a close, a familiar voice is heard overshadowing any disturbance in the arena]

Wilden: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Denver, COLORADO!

[Sevendust’s “Driven” tears throughout the arena, as the fans erupt into a chorus of cheers. As the camera pans the screaming crowd, loyal cWo fans raise American flags and signs, pointing to their cWo t-shirts. After a few moments, the camera focuses on the announcer’s booth, where Lance and Robbie are seen, ready to call the action for the evening]

Wilden: One week removed from Veneration, folks, as the path to Dangerous Engagement now begins! I’m Lance Wilden alongside Robbie Hart, and tonight, folks, we hope to get some answers for this World Title situation that we’ve been mired in!

Hart: Which Nick Dangerous is going to set straight tonight, for sure!

Wilden: We’ve also got another situation tonight, folks – one that may not be figured out by the end of this installment of Driven. It seems that management has terminated the contracts of not only cWo Tag Team champions TKO, but also cWo US Champion Andrew Mendel, which comes as a blow to the entire cWo locker room.

Hart: I can’t believe management did this to him! And right after he deposed Thaddeus Walker – I have a feeling that Andrew Fiasco has some axe to grind!

Wilden: We have been assured that that was not the case, but in fact, that there were some extenuating circumstances that affected their decisions.

Hart: I hope they realize what they’re doing and that it’s not the blind leading the blind back there!

Wilden: Nevertheless, folks, with their termination comes the onset of a new era here in cWo – several brand new cWo superstars have been signed into action, several of which will be competing for the first time in a cWo ring tonight!

Hart: Nobody will ever replace Andrew Mendel!

Wilden: You might be right – nobody may ever emulate the amount of success he accumulated here in the cWo in his tenure, but nevertheless, these new athletes represent the hopes and ambitions of veteran superstars in the locker room!

Hart: I don’t care!

Wilden: But tonight folks, in our main event of the evening, Christian Roman is set to step into the ring against Johnny Serious, which according to all, should be an excellent match to witness – Serious coming off his World Title defense last week, and Roman hoping to rebound from his injuries and loss last week as well!

Hart: Serious better realize what he’s doing – I hope he doesn’t think that he’s defending that World Title against Christian Roman tonight! Imagine he lost!

Wilden: It wouldn’t be the first time that Christian Roman held the World Title!

Hart: But it’s the first time that it wouldn’t be rightfully his!

Wilden: Also up tonight folks, Victor Emmit is looking to make a solid comeback after a few weeks of inactivity, to take on the surging Jack Union who is looking to make a name for himself once again in the cWo – but under a different persona! I don’t know about you, Robbie, but I enjoy this new competitive side of Jack Union!

Hart: I don’t! The only thing that’s different about him in my eyes is that he doesn’t beat up random reports anymore – now they’re always haggling me!

Wilden: Don’t be coy, Robbie – you know that doesn’t happen!

Hart: But it would be nice now, wouldn’t it?

Wilden: And to round out our undercard, folks, as we mentioned earlier, several new superstars will be making their debut tonight with the first being Scott Reznik and Austin Edwards – so let’s head on down to the ring –

[The lights go our as the Voice of Johnny Serious comes over the sound system and says "Are You SERIOUS." An orange light turns on in the arena as the song "You Can't Be Serious" by Classified plays. Johnny Serious makes his way out to the ring with Evette close behind. He is wearing the cWo World Title around his waist. As he climbs the stairs to the ring he takes the title off his waist and enters the ring. He goes to the top turnbuckle and lifts the World Title in the air. Johnny goes for the mic as he tosses the Title over his shoulder...]

Hart: This guy thinks he some kind of champion or something!

Wilden: His match with Muru at Veneration was definitely Championship caliber and if anyone deserves that title, it would be Johnny Serious!

Hart: It's a total lack of respect for the true World Champion, Nick Dangerous...

Johnny Serious: I'm not out here to blab on about what a great match I had last week, though I do give credit to Muru for putting up a SERIOUS fight! He is a SERIOUS contender. I'm out here so we can all GET SERIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wilden: Should have known we would segue into one of these.

Serious: It's been quite a few months of broken promises and ridiculous requests. And I have sat back and took it all and last week, I did the unthinkable and successfully defended the cWo WORLD TITLE. Now it's time to celebrate and move on to the bigger and better things....so with that being said, NICK DANGEROUS, LET'S GET SERIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!

[Fanfare for the Common Man hits the PA system as the fans start to boo the inevitable arrival of Nick Dangerous. Confusion spreads around the Denver crowd as the music continues, with no entrance from Nick Dangerous.]

Wilden: Well come on, where is he?

Hart: Why do you think they'd play his music if he didn't plan on coming out Lance? He's coming, just be patient.

[The music continues when we see a worried John Pilchard come out along side Nick Dangerous who sports an overbearing smile on his face.]

Wilden: Here he is!

Hart: I told you he'd be coming out, and I think he's expecting the same thing I'm expecting, that Serious finally crowns the rightful champion.

Wilden: Rightful champion, sure Robbie..

Hart: This is me being SERIOUS Lance! Johnny better not get used to having that gold around his waist, he'd better say his last goodbyes!

[Nick enters the ring, with help of John Pilchard, who holds his crutches for him and helps him roll into the ring.]

Wilden: His leg's still broken I see.

Hart: Cast is getting smaller, so he must be getting better.

Wilden: This is the first instance I've ever seen where the size of the cast determined how broken a bone is.

Hart: He had a doctor’s note Lance, it's legit!

[Nick takes the mic from Johnny Serious, as he the smile on his face sours a little as he looks down on the title around Serious' waist.]

Nick Dangerous: The last two months have been the most trying times in my career, the harrowing title defense against Josh Cantrell turned my whole life around, because the cWo was irresponsible enough to put me in the ring with a lunatic, I had to suffer the consequences. Although we all learned a life lesson in the end. that in the end, I always come out on top, the aftermath of my warrior spirit and resourcefulness resulted in this.

[Nick points down at his "broken" leg.]

Dangerous: This injury has been the bane of my existence, this has almost single handedly ruined my career, which I give NO credit to Josh Cantrell, he just happened to be there when I broke my leg! But, BUT....despite it all, despite all the cards Andrew Fiasco's stacked against me, despite all the critics saying I'm not a true champion, I think I silenced all the critics, all those who think so little of me, because I defended my title last week despite the odds and stand before you, World Champion!

[Nick holds his arms in the air, as Pilchard jumps forward to hold Nick's crutches to his body to keep Nick upright, and the crutches from falling as the fans boo, when Serious then takes it upon himself to swipe the mic from him.]

Serious: ARE YOU SERIOUS??????????

[The Denver crowd gives a loud cheer]

Serious: First off, don't ever take the mic away from me again!!!!!!!! All I wanted to do was come out here and congratulate you on MY VICTORY last week and you come out here with your ridiculous idea's of how great a champion you are. I don't have time for this crap....all I want to talk about tonight is my DESERVED TITLE SHOW THAT YOU PROMISED!!!!!!!!!!!! And you need to stop with your crying over your so-called broken leg....No one is buying it!

Wilden: It's about time Johnny calls him on this injury!

Hart: The man is seriously hurt!

Wilden: Then he shouldn't be champion?

Serious: The fact of the matter is, you're afraid to lose that title and worst off, you're afraid to lose it to JOHNNY SERIOUS!!!!!!!!!

[The fans hits a fever pitch as Nick and Pilchard look shocked by Serious' statement, shock then turns to disgust on Nick's face as Pilchard is seen trying to console him shouting "he doesn't mean it like that!" Nick reaches over for Serious' mic, but Serious pulls it away, frustrating Nick even further, as Nick tells Pilchard to go get him a mic, sustaining the fans' pop for Serious.]

Wilden: Serious is just further proving that Nick is afraid of him, he's scared to even take the mic out of his hands!

[Pilchard gives Nick the mic as Nick looks like he's starting to lose his composure, unsure of whether to laugh or to shout.]

Dangerous: Yeah...yeah give you a title shot? After I already got a defense out of the way with my STILL BROKEN LEG? You know what Johnny, if I knew you were gonna be so selfish I never would have given you this promise to begin with! I'm starting to wonder if that's a promise I'm willing to keep now, because you see promises are something I only give to friends, and if you're not willing to be the friend to me that I've been to you, then I don't think you deserve a THING from me!

[The fans boo as Serious cuts him off.]

Johnny Serious: I'm sorry...you're right....would you like your title back?

Wilden: What?????

[Nick Dangerous goes for the title]

Johnny Serious: Not So Fast....see, LET's BE SERIOUS for a moment! I KNOW, and YOU KNOW....HELL, ALL OF DENVER, COLORADO KNOWS THAT I AM THE REAL cWo CHAMPION...

[Denver Crowd cheers]

Johnny Serious: So the way I see it, the only way you're going to get MY TITLE back, is to GIVE ME A MATCH!!!!!!! OTHERWISE FRIEND, YOU'RE NEVER GETTING THIS STRAP BACK!!!!!!!!!!! AND ONE MORE THING!!!!!!!!!!

[Johnny tears his SERIOUSLY DANGEROUS shirt right in the middle, tearing off the Dangerous portion and leaving the SERIOUS half still on. Nick is seen fuming, as Pilchard looks almost ready to give up, looking as though damage control is pointless at this rate, as Nick continues to boil, Tiger the Lion by the Tragically Hip begins to play on the P.A. system.]

"This is Tiger The Lion..."
"Give me the knuckles of Frisco..."
"If there's danger in the language, Gentlemen..."
"I suggest no further use of the two way radio..."

[Chazz Mendel, comes walking out onto the stage, microphone in hand, wearing a crown sitting slightly tilted on his head, and a red velvet cape, worthy of royalty.]

Chazz Mendel: Aww, would you look at that... It appears that the honeymoon is over! And it's not a moment too soon if you ask me!

Wilden: Would you look at his getup?! He actually thinks he's a king!

Hart: Chazz Mendel won the Path Of Kings tournament last week at Veneration, he is truly deserving of being called Wrestling Royalty! Besides, he is from the first family of Wrestling, The Mendel's!

Mendel: Have you two forgotten so soon, what happened at Veneration? I tore through the entire tournament, I took Josh Cantrell out! You may have done the champion a solid and defended the title for him. But when you do something out of the kindness of your own heart, which I believe you did, you don't receive anything in return. Just ask my Dad!

Serious: EXCUSE ME, KING NOTHING!!!!!!!! FIRST OFF, Let's take a look at you....you look like a ROYAL IDIOT in that ...what is that, KING FRIDAY's COSTUME from MISTER ROGERS!!!!!!!!

Mendel: I'll have you know this came from one of the finest tailor's in all of Britain!

Serious: YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS!!!!!!! Looks more like the work of the finest tailor in the LAND OF MAKE BELIEVE!!!!! NOW, unlike you, I KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO DEFEND the cWo WORLD TITLE, so, with that being said, after I DEFEAT Nicky Boy, I will be more then happy to give you your somewhat questionable title shot.

Mendel: You're lucky, Serious... You're DAMN lucky that I don't go down there and give you a ROYAL beating! But... I'm going to spare you. Like a good King does with his peasants maybe once or twice in their lifetimes... I'll let you live for another week!

Serious: You better take your best shot now, because if you have read your history books like I have, you would know that KINGS are eventually OVERTHROWN....and I WOULD HATE TO SEE and UPRISING on your little ROYAL ASS

[Chazz laughs.]

Mendel: Please! You have no idea what you're talking about. Last week at Veneration not withstanding, you're a LOSER, Johnny Serious. You lost in the tournament that I WON, and you don't deserve to be in the same ring as I, or Nick Dangerous! If anyone should be holding that world title, it's ME! I've beaten all challengers single handedly! Sometimes two at a time! What have you done to deserve the shot in all the months leading up to Veneration? I'll tell you, Johnny Serious... NOTHING! That's why I decree that you drop that belt right now, and walk away. Let the real men, the WINNERS, fight for what's rightfully theirs.

Dangerous: Wait a second wait a second! What do you guys think this is? Amateur hour? You think dressing like a king makes you a king? And you? You think that holding my title hostage makes you a champion? I might not have a title around my waist, but I am the World Champion! And I might not have a plastic crown on my head, but I'm the king around here, and I call the shots, because all I'm hearing is a couple of guys who think they're worthy of a title shot for the sole reason that they ASKED for it!

Wilden: All fairness here even to Chazz Mendel, but both these men have proven much more than Nick gives them credit for.

Serious: Well Nick, in all SERIOUSNESS, the choice is yours.....You can give yourself a chance to win back YOUR TITLE, or next week at DRIVEN, I can defend YOUR TITLE against KING NOTHING over there.... And since I am so good at defending your championships, that should be no problem for you!!!!!!!!!!! So what's it going to be?????

Wilden: Serious is gonna defend Nick's title AGAIN?

Hart: Absolutely not!

Chazz Mendel: Yeah Nick, what's it gonna be?

[Fans are chanting "SERIOUS" as cameras focus on Nick, who's at a loss with Chazz and Serious both putting the pressure on him. Nick brings the mic to his lips as he looks like he's gonna say something, not looking completely sure what he's gonna say himself.]

Wilden: Come on Nick! Make a decision already! Do something on your own for once!

Hart: Do what's best for you Nick! Do what's best for Nick Dangerous!

[Nick takes a deep breath, but then pulls the mic from his lips as he looks increasingly frustrated by the drive from the crowd.]

Wilden: Make a decision!

[Nick brings the mic back up to his lips again...still at a loss for words, finally having enough of everything around him, he throws the mic to the mat, and walks away.]

Wilden: WHAT!

[The fans start booing intensely as Serious smirks, and cameras switch to Chazz who looks frustrated.]

Wilden: So that's his decision? To just walk away? Is this our World Champion?

Hart: From now until forever baby!

Wilden: This is pathetic!

Hart: Nick feels he doesn't have to answer to them, so he didn't, it's simple as that!

Wilden: Serious, however seems confident that he's soon to get what he wants.

[Johnny Serious stands on the top turnbuckle lifting the cWo World Title in the air as the fans cheer, meanwhile cameras catch Nick and Pilchard walking off through the crowd.]

Wilden: Just a shame that Serious isn't REALLY the World Champion, but he's definetely a champion of the people.

[The show goes to commercials with a lasting image of Serious with the Title]

[A punching bag is seen in the foray of a room crowded and littered with magazines and weights. Suddenly, a burlesque man comes into focus, doing sit ups, and every time he pulls himself up, he speaks]

Ronald “Wrecking” Crewe: Pride. [sit up] Glory. [sit up] Justice. [sit up]

[He stops, wiping himself with a towel, and then stands up, facing the camera, revealing an enormous chest and arms, scarred irreparably]

Ronald “Wrecking” Crewe: It’s not for money. It’s not because I hated my Momma and need to take it on someone. It’s not because I’m a fancy boy, sitting around with nothin’ better to do.

[He throws the towel on the floor and sits down, lacing up his shoes]

Ronald “Wrecking” Crewe: By now you all know ‘bout me. By now, you all know what I’ve done, and what I aim on doin’. I don’t expect it to be easy; I wouldn’t have signed the dotted line if I knew it was. I’m tired of my past. I needed a change. Mr. Fiasco offered me one, and here I am. What else you want me to say?

[Crewe menacingly stares into the camera]

Ronald “Wrecking” Crewe: So this is my debut. I ain’t getting no welcome parades, making no big stink. I’m here to cause a stir my own way. Mess up the pot a little bit. Before you all know it, I’m coming for you. The Wrecking Crewe is in town.

[Crewe grins as the camera fades to black]

Commercial Break

[The cameras cut backstage to the Men's room. Reg Mendel walks in and stands in front of a urinal to relieve himself. Suddenly, a toilet stall door bursts open and Thaddeus Walker jumps out!]

Thaddeus: A pox on your seed!

[Reg jumps, obviously started, and he gets a bit of urine on his pants.]

Reg: Hey! These are Five hundred dollar pants you just made me piss on!

[Reg looks like he's about to choke the life from Thaddeus, but he stops, whispers a quick mantra under his breath, zips up and faces Thaddeus.]

Reg: What did you say?

Thaddeus: From the bottom of my soul, I hate all Mendels, from the first to the last! May our white, Christian God put out their eyes!

Reg: Don't you put that curse on my family, Walker! Don't you dare!

Thaddeus: Your unscrupulous, devious family has pulled the wool over Thaddeus Walker's eyes one too many times! But I know my onions, Reginald, I know my onions WELL.

Reg: I've done all I could to make my boys accept you, Thaddeus! I've lost many nights sleep over this!

Thaddeus: And For many nights, I've plotted and planned my vengance... and I've decided that the only way to combat such a devious family is to start at the top.. and that's YOU, sir!

Reg: So what.. you want a match or something?

Thaddeus: No, that wouldn't be an appropriate contest for men of our stature. I simply challenge you to a race..

Reg: A race? That's it?

Thaddeus: A race... AROUND THE WORLD!

Reg: Wait a second. You really think...

Thaddeus: May the best man win! GO!

[Thaddeus runs out of the room. Reg laughs. Then walks over to the sink and begins washing his hands. He suddenly stops, then flicks the water off of his hands.]

Reg: You're on!

[Reg bolts out of the men's room, runs full speed down the hall and pushes through the exit doors. He runs into the parking lot where Thaddeus and his Boy, in the basket of a gigantic multi colored hot hair balloon, ascend into the sky.]

Thaddeus: See you in Istanbul!

Reg: The hell you will!!

[Reg jumps onto a motorcycle, revs it up and guns it out of the parking lot as the camera fades back to ringside]

Wilden: A race around the world?

Hart: Ingenious!

Wilden: But it’s been done before – what is Thaddeus doing?

Hart: Who cares about him – I wonder if Reg can drive that motorcycle underwater!

Wilden: Well folks, I think we’re finally going to head down to the ring right now for our first match of the evening, so take it away Donna!

[We pan towards the stage as The lights dim out as the return with a cool blue tint as we begin to hear "Take Me On" by Reel Big Fish. We begin to hear the countdown right before the song kicks in as a pyrotechnic shoots from the screen. Austin Edwards then comes running down the ramp. He slides under the ropes and hops to his feet. He jumps around a bit all hyper as he waits for his opponent.]

Donna Dixon: Ladies and Gentlemen, The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is you opening contest for Driven! Introducing first now in the ring hailing from Palm Beach, Florida, weighing in at Two Hundred and Thirty Pounds, The Prince Of Palm Beach...AUSTIN EDWARDS!

Wilden: This kid looks pumped for his debut here in cWo lets just hope he doesn't waste all of his energy hopping around before the match.

Hart: I think this kid needs some A.D.D medication or something. He has way too much energy.

[We pan back to the ring to get the announcement of his opponent for the contest as "Young Men Dead" by The Black Angels hits, pumped and ready to go. He walks down to the ring and high fives some fans, and slides in. He holds his arms out to the side, and then stands across from Austin Edwards in the ring.]

Donna Dixon: And his opponent hails from Denver, Colorado! He weighs in tonight at Two Hundred and Sixty-Seven Pound, he is SCOTT REZNIK!

[The two men walk towards the center of the ring and shake hands as the referee calls for the bell to signal the beginning of the match. As Donna Dixon gets out of the ring the two men begin to circle each other.]

Hart: WOW, they shook hands. You hardly ever see that in wrestling anymore. Maybe it is because of their passion of wrestling?

Wilden: Maybe they just respect this business and each other. And want to show the fans that they appreciate each others styles in the ring.

[They lock up as Reznik drives Edwards into the corner. The ref comes in and calls for the break and gets a clean break from both men.]

Wilden: The ref called for a clean break and got one. How often do you see that? Not even a cheap shot by either man afterwards.

Hart: These two don't know the first thing about wrestling. You need to take shortcuts once in a while and a cheap shot is a good way to do that.

[Reznik and Edwards lock up once more this time Edwards locks in a side head lock but gets shoved off into the ropes. Upon coming back Reznik delivers a huge back body drop sending Edwards to the out side crashing to the floor below.]

Wilden: OH MY GOD! Edwards may be done here folks. Reznik may have just killed him! I can't believe what we just witnessed!

Hart: Welcome to CWO my friend. That is a welcome party I am glad I wasn't a part of.

[The ref begins to count Edwards out. As the ref reaches six Austin slowly gets back into the ring. As he rolls under the ropes Reznik stays back to let him get to his feet.]

Hart: Get him! Don't let him get back to his feet. Lance he is making a HUGE mistake here.

Wilden: Well, lets see what happens next you never know who is going to come out with a win here.

[Edwards and Reznik lock up once more. This time Reznik sends Edwards towards the corner with an Irish Whip. Edwards leaps up to the second rope and leaps back wards for a cross body block but gets driven to the mat with a power slam. Reznik goes for the cover. 1....2...Kick Out.]

Wilden: This kid has no quit. First he got a back body drop to the out side and then a huge power slam. And He KICKED OUT!

Hart: I give him that he has heart. But can he really win this match after the abuse he has taken?

[Edwards slowly gets to his feet as Reznik helps him up. Reznik launches him towards the ropes once more. Upon coming back Edwards hits a beautiful spinning wheel kick sending Reznik down to the mat.]

Hart: What an amazing move there. This match could change pace if Edwards keeps it up.

Wilden: You are right there! And Edwards is on the attack once more.

[Edwards goes to the out side and leaps up to the ropes spring boarding off. He lands down on Reznik with a leg drop.]

Hart: What the HELL was that?

Wilden: I believe he calls that Death's Waiting Bed. What a huge win this could be!

[Edwards goes for the pin as the ref begins the count. 1.....2.....3! The bell sounds as we watch the ref raise Austin Edwards hand up in the air declaring him the winner of the contest.]

Donna Dixon: Here is your winner AUSTIN EDWARDS!

Wilden: What a huge victory for Austin Edwards. He really made an impact here tonight folks.

Hart: You are correct! He pulled out a win after some heavy offense by Reznik. What a great match to start off the evening!

Wilden: Are you being sarcastic?

Hart: What do you think?

Church of Damnation

Wilden: Well, folks – I think it is important that we fill you in on the condition of J.J Carter after the brutal attack on him by The Wraith and a Priest of some sort.

[Video of the Priest attacking J.J with his cane is shown and then the assault with the snake. After that, the aftermath is played out with J.J grabbing his neck and revealing the bite mark.]

Lance Wilden: We do know now that the bite was NOT poisonous and J.J will be fully released to wrestle by next week. Unfortunately, he is at home resting this week and will not be in attendance. But thank God, for small miracles.

Robbie Hart: You mean Allah…

Lance Wilden: Yes… I guess you are right.

Robbie Hart: It doesn’t seem like God is a very big fan of J.J’s, seeing that a man of God was a pivotal part of the attack.

Lance Wilden: Oh that is just baloney and you know it. The man who attacked him has actually been identified in a video sent to the cWo offices. Apparently, he is a leader of a “Church.” I use that word very loosely, because it sounds more like a cult to me.

Robbie Hart: Does he believe in God?

Lance Wilden: Yes…

Robbie Hart: Then it is a Church.

Lance Wilden: You didn’t see the same video I saw. This man seems to be off his rocker. While The Wraith isn’t here with us, apparently, we do have this disturbing message from the man calling himself “Father” Ezekial Gray!

[The scene fades to black and fades in on what seems to be a normal Church pulpit. In the middle of that pulpit is the same man who helped on the assault of J.J Carter. He is a short man with beady eyes and brown hair. He is using his cane to help him walk down the aisle.]

Ezekial Gray: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, my name is Father Gray and I have to spread the good word. This good word is of course the word of God, THE ALMIGHTY ONE! This is a God who will reward those who are pious and show good works. But unfortunately… there is no one on this forsaken earth who believes in good deeds or faith. All they care about is sin. … Money… Sex… Power… that is all you people believe in. You have rejected the call time and again. God has been begging you to join his congregation and be one with him.

[The Priest stops for a moment and looks at the camera with contempt.]

Ezekial Gray: But what do you people do? You reject him… for what? To live in your own filth like the animals you are? Well, God has to me with a message, a mission. This mission is to spread the word… GOD IS ANGRY!

[The man begins to raise his arms out to the Heavens.]

Ezekial Gray: No longer will God offer you forgiveness for your sins. God has unleashed his vengeance and has decided to send this world directly to hell. One by one, the reaping of souls will begin. He has damned you all and now there is a man who will collect on this bounty and take you to the home you belong in.

Ezekial Gray: Just like J.J Carter… a man who was punished for his sinful nature. An ex-felon who believes in a false idol called Allah. Take his torture last week, his sacrifice, as an example of what God’s wrath will incur. And it isn’t over for him… for the Wraith has yet to take him to hell. He has yet to reap his soul, although that day will come soon for J.J. The harder he fights, the more agonizing his fall is going to be.

[Ezekial tips his hat towards the hat towards the cameras.]

Ezekial Gray: Does this mean that The Wraith is an agent of God?

[Ezekial gives a sinister smile.]

Ezekial Gray: All things, good or evil are of God’s creation. No matter what side you are on, everything works towards God’s will, even The Wraith. And the Wraith will be upon us soon… not yet… but soon. He will return and begin the thousand years of hell on earth. Yes, my children, this is the beginning of the End of Days and your judgment is upon you. And unless you repent you will all be taken… However…

[The man’s smile leaves his face and is replaced by a creepy grin.]

Ezekial Gray: There is a chance for salvation. You need to accept God as your personal lord and savior. But not through false religions such as what the Baptists and Catholics preach. Those churches have lost their way and believe in a false image of God. Those religions have started more war and sin in this world than anything. The only way to God now is through me and my Church. So I urge you, please, for your own good, join me … in the Church of Damnation!

[The man kneels down and begins to laugh a maniacal laugh as the camera fades to black and silence.]

Commercial Break

[Backstage Muru is seen entering the office of Tony Awesome]

Muru: Tony, I heard that you wanted to see me.

Tony "Totally" Awesome: That's right I DID want to see you. Now I am not so sure. You see I have always thought of myself as a fair man. So this is something that is going to hurt me more then it hurts you.

Muru: Just get to it Tony...

Tony "Totally" Awesome: I hate to inform you of this but as of Veneration you have been replaced as ring announcer. It would seem that Fiasco wanted to go in another direction. So you are going to have to blame him for this. It was out of my hands.

Muru: I was there, I am well aware that I am not the ring announcer anymore. Thanks for the update though. Now if you will excuse me I am sure I have something better to do.

Tony "Totally" Awesome: Actually you don't. You see now that you have been replaced, well I don't have anything for you to do. So I am going to let you have your release. As of this moment you’re a free man,

Muru: Oh you are? I don't know if you have noticed but I HAVE been wrestling recently. You might remember that I was in the tournament and did pretty well. Not only that but who was in the cWo Heavyweight Championship match at Veneration? That's right, it was me!

[The crowd beings to show their support with a chorus of Moos]

Tony "Totally" Awesome: You lost that match! Let me put it this way. Everything you thought you were proving to me, to yourself was all for nothing. You had your shot and you blew it!

Muru: What exactly did you want from me Tony? I did everything you asked. Not once did I complain about it. I thought that by now I would have gained your respect. I guess I was wrong.

Tony "Totally" Awesome: You may have all the fans fooled but not Tony Awesome. Fiasco ran his little experiment and it was going to run us into the ground until I saved it. If it wasn't for my quick thinking the cWo might not even be here. Your participation in that abomination doesn't mean a thing. As for your title shot, it wasn't even against Nick Dangerous and you still couldn't get the job done. You are what I thought you were, a failure. Now get out my office.

[Muru turns to walk away but as he reaches the door he stops. The crowd continues to cheer and Muru turns back to Tony Awesome]

Muru: You know what? If I am done with cWo then I am no longer going to hold my tongue. For the past year I have busted my ass to get to where I have been only to have you come in and try to take everything away from me. You have used the power you were given to make my life hell. If isn't just me Tony, but guys like Josh Cantrell as well. Some of us don't just have companies handed over to us. When I look at you Tony I see a man who only cares about himself. You sure as hell don't care about what the fans want. If you did maybe you would pay attention to what they want.

Tony "Totally" Awesome: I know what the fans want! I am Tony Awesome the fans want what I say they want.

Muru: Are you really that diluted Tony? Or are you just bitter? See I think I finally know what your problem is with me. You are jealous...

Tony "Totally" Awesome: Ha! Of you...I run this company.

Muru: That's right Tony you do. You sit there behind your desk and you make decisions about a business that you have always wanted to be a part of. So why are you jealous? You are jealous because while I get to wrestle you can only dream about it. You just weren't good enough and you can't stand the fact that no matter how many shortcomings you think I have, I am still better then you.

Tony "Totally" Awesome: Better than me? You couldn't beat me on your best day.

Muru: Well if you would give me a second chance, I would love to prove you wrong.

Tony "Totally" Awesome: You want a second chance? Fine you got it!

Muru: So I guess it will be you against me, and the better man will win.

Tony "Totally" Awesome: Oh no! You won't be facing me. Tonight, you are going to be facing a man who if unleashed on the cWo would destroy everything in his path. The man who will finally get rid of you for good. You will be facing the greatest wrestler the world has ever know. You will be facing "The Grate One"!

Muru: So let me get this straight, I beat him and I get to wrestle full time again without you trying to make my life hell?

Tony "Totally" Awesome: That is what I am saying. Your job in as good as lost and tonight I am going to fully embarrass you. I was willing to let you walk out of here with some pride, but you brought this upon yourself.

Muru: You know what I like my chances...I will see HIM tonight.

[Muru points to "The Grate One" and then leaves the office while the fans are cheering and the camera returns to ringside]

Wilden: Muru against the Grate One? Is Tony serious? I didn’t even know he was real!

Hart: Oh, he’s real alright – he’s real and Grate!

Wilden: Anyway – we’re going to head down to the ring right now where the newest tag team to grace cWo, NWA, or Nerds With Attitude, is going to take on Lizzette Morgan and Annie Alvarez!

Hart: This should be real good – nerds and women!

Wilden: Take it away, Donna!

Donna Dixon: The next contest is a tag team matchup, introducing first the team of Lizzette Morgan and Annie Alvarez!!!

[The arena is a bit quite and then the song "Winning Women" by Rihanna came blasting over the speakers. They looked up the ramp and there stood Lizzette wearing a pair of wrestling short with a t-shirt that have her name written across the front. She blow them out a kiss a bit as she walked down the ramp and play to the fans as she does. She walked over to a young person and also give them a bit kiss on the cheek. She climb inside of the ring and raised her hand up and behind her sparks goes off. She smirks a bit as she walked over to her corner and play to the fans a bit as she wait for her opponent to come down to the ring next.]

Lance Wilden: Well I see one half, where is Double A.

Robbie Hart: I thought I was gonna get to see two sets tonight. What the hell!

Donna Dixon: And their opponents, hailing from a galaxy far away, the Nerds With Attitudes!!!

[Metallica's Imperial March plays as "Dungeon Master" Ethan Long and "Lt. Cmdr" Drake Browne make their way to the ring and huddle up.]

Lance Wilden: There they are, Robbie. The NWA.

Robbie Hart: I don't see Eazy-E.

Lance Wilden: Not them, the Nerds with Attitudes!

Robbie Hart: Oh...them.

[Ding Ding Ding]

Lance Wilden: Well, it's going to be Lizzette on her own for now with Ethan Long.

Robbie Hart: This nerd is running around the ring. Liz is just in the middle of the ring trying to get him. This is hilarious.

[Long slides out of the ring and Browne hops down and they huddle up.]

Lance Wilden: What's going on? I think the Dungeon Master thinks it's unfair to fight 2 on 1, Drake Browne is heading to the back.

Robbie Hart: A man of honor.

Lance Wilden: He still seems not ready to fight he keeps rolling in and out of the ring and Liz is getting upset.

Robbie Hart: I think he's afraid to touch her.

Lance Wilden: I haven't a clue what is going on and my god LIZZETTE MORGAN WITH A FLYING BODY PRESS OVER THE TOP ROPE! She has had enough of the charade! Pummeling the Dungeon Master with rights and lefts.

Robbie Hart: This guy is taking a beating from a chick!

["Lt. Cmdr" Drake Browne is running down the ramp in a hazmat suit that reads "Coodie Suit." He has another one in his hand.]

Lance Wilden: Well it looks like Drake Browne is back in what appears to be a hazmat suit.

Robbie Hart: NO, IT'S A COODIE SUIT! That's why the other one was avoiding, Lizzette, because she has coodies. HAHAHA!!!

Lance Wilden: Well Drake Browne just ripped Lizzette off of Long and tossed him the other suit.

Robbie Hart: Look at him hustling to get the suit on while The LT is holding Lizzette. Johnny Williams doesn't know what to do, this is great!

Lance Wilden: And Lizzette breaks free with a low blow and slides into the ring and begins to yell at the NWA who are still on the outside.

[Browne zips up Long's suit and Long slides into the ring.]

Lance Wilden: Alright, now they seem ready to go, he has his "Coodie Suit" on. Johnny Williams looks to have a sigh of relief as the match is about to begin for real this time.

[They lock up and they jockey for position in the middle of the ring.]

Lance Wilden: Lizzette Morgan getting the upper hand, whips Long across the ropes, handstand hurricarana, what skill by Liz Morgan. Long now scurries to the corner and tags in Drake Browne, but Liz like a cat is on the top ropes and nails Browne as he's entering the ring with a flying Baisuku Knee kick, Drake Browne to the outside.

Robbie Hart: Who would've thunk one chick could beat two guys? Not me, but I think it's hot.

Lance Wilden: "Lt. Cmdr" seems stunned as he climbs back in the ring. They lock up, NO! Browne faked it, and poked Morgan in the eyes. Inverted Atomic Drop by Browne, with no effect.

Robbie Hart: Girls don't have those!

Lance Wilden: Morgan with a springboard moonsault. The cover.

One...

Two...

Thre... OH MY I thought she pulled off the upset.

Robbie Hart: That would've been incredible, Lance. I really thought she was going to beat the nerds.

Lance Wilden: Liz lifts Browne, and throws him into the corner. She charges and Browne side steps her and throws her face first into the turnbuckle. Morgan on the canvas and Browne to the top rope. BIG SPLASH!!!! The cover...

One...

Two...

And Drake Browne hops off and breaks the count.

Robbie Hart: What is he doing?

Lance Wilden: No clue, but he tags in the Dungeon Master who hops to the top rope and leaps landing a big senton. Now he is about to go for the cover.

[A man begins running down the ramp.]

One...

Two...

Lance Wilden: That's Austin Edwards! HE JUST PULLED ETHAN LONG TO THE OUTSIDE! Punches to the head. Johnny Williams calling for the bell.

[Ding Ding Ding]

Donna Dixon: Here are your winners by Disqualification, the Nerds With Attitudes!

Robbie Hart: Where did this guy come from? He just cost Liz Morgan the match?

Lance Wilden: Austin Edwards has Ethan Long in the Cocoon. He's going to sleep!!!

Robbie Hart: Someone stop this, they are just nerds!

Lance Wilden: I think Drake Browne is about too. No, Edwards throws Long to the ground and begins throwing haymakers at Browne. Kick to the gut, DDT on the floor! Browne is out and now Edwards is in the ring checking on Liz who seems to be fine as she sits up.

Robbie Hart: If I was her, I'd be pissed! He costed her, her debut match!

Wilden: I think he also saved her some possible injuries.

Robbie Hart: Bah!

Wilden: We’re going to head to a commercial break, folks – we’ll be right back after this!

[Jack Union is pacing the hall, drinking water. Standing near him is David Rivers, a concerned look on his face]

Rivers: Are you gonna talk or what?

[Jack stops pacing and turns to Rivers, his face intense]

Union: I don't need to talk to you...I don't WANT to talk to you. I just want to get out there, and win that match. Go away Dave.

Rivers: Why are you being like this all of a sudden?

Union: I already told you...

Rivers: Yeah, breakdown, blah blah blah. But why are you being like this to me? I'm your FRIEND Jack, at least I thought I was, and you being such a damn jackass to me isn't really helping our communication skills -

Union: Dave. You're not my damn friend. You're just some guy I hung out with when the going got tough, someone that could help me when there was a problem. News flash Dave. I DONT NEED YOUR HELP. The going got tough, and I'm dealing with it by myself. There's a problem, and I'm helping myself get through it. I don't need friends, and I sure as hell don't need you snapping at my heels like some sort of overbearing mother hen!

Rivers:...that how it is?

Union: Yeah, 'that how it is'. Now I'm going out there, and I'm against Victor Emmit. He was also my friend, and hey, I can respect the guy...OUT OFTHE RING. Inside, I'm going to do anything to get that win, and I just hope he's ready for that, because I'm not holding back anymore. I've had ENOUGH of holding back.

Rivers: ...whatever man, you're not Jack Union anymore, you're just like all the other assholes in this fed - Nick Dangerous, Johnny Serious...Chazz Fricking Mendel...

Union: Nick Dangerous-Champion. Johnny Serious-Contender. Chazz Mendel-Former Champion. Tell me Dave...all I hear from you is talented wrestlers that win matches, not assholes. Now, what do you think when I say 'David Rivers'?

[Rivers smiles, shakes his head, and walks away]

Union:...That's what I thought.

[Scene fades to black]

Commercial Break

[After the match the camera goes to the backstage where Lizzette is sitting up on a table been check on a bit it seems as an ice pack was going to be place to her head and she push it away. She has her fist tightly up on the table as she looking down at the floor it seems angry. ]

Lizzette: I don’t know who the hell you think you are but you shouldn’t have came out. I would have been alright.

[She jump off the top and she walks across the room holding her head a bit as she look up at Austin Edwards who was just towering over her. He shakes his head and smiles at her. ]

Austin: Well, I am not like others around here. Yes, I respect you as a wrestler but what they did out there wasn’t good sportsmanship and I don’t think it was right for two men to be beating up on a woman.

[She shook her head as she spoke up to him.]

Lizzette: I am more then just a damn woman here in this company. You and others need to see that! I am a damn wrestler and how do you think that make me look out there.

[She push past him as she grab a bottle of water to walked towards her locker room but he grab her gently by the arm and maker her face him as he looked down at her.]

Austin: I didn’t mean to make you feel like I didn’t respect you as a wrestler but I wasn’t going to sit back here and let them do that to you. I would have done that for anyone else around but just know this. You are a great wrestler and you show that out there. In my eyes as a debut for you into this company I didn’t think a beat down from two other wrestlers was something good for you. Those fans shouldn’t remember you getting a beat down for your first match but remember how you when out there and keep them on their toes and you give them a good show tonight.

[He walks past her as she stands there drinking her water letting his words sink into her mind a bit as she turns on her heels and walks down the other way hitting a fist on to the wall as she was walking down the hallway as the camera fades back to ringside]

Wilden: Well – good intentions for Austin Edwards backfired.

Hart: He blew it! Oh man – he had her and then it blew up in his face!

Wilden: What about Union too? It’s strange to see Jack Union and David Rivers in a bit of a struggle, eh?

Hart: It’s about time Union shed that dead weight!

Wilden: Well, if what Jack just said is true – then no wonder!

Hart: I don’t see it happening though, Lance – I don’t see it happening at all!

Wilden: Alright folks – but we’re going to head down to the ring right now, where Muru is ready to face his challenger!

Hart: The Grate One has arrived!

Donna Dixon: The following contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, from Allen Park, Michigan MuuuuRuuuu!!!!

[Up on the cWo tron a picture of the earth is seen. The earth then explodes as pyro and explosions fill the arena. The entrance ramp is filled with smoke as "Ladies and Gentlemen" by Saliva begins to play. Muru then walks out through the fog and makes his way down the ramp. Along the way to the ring he slaps the hands of a few fans and the he slides into the ring.]

Donna Dixon: And his opponent...

[The arena goes totally dark. After some time, a loud bong from a bell echoes throughout the arena]

Wilden: What's this?

Hart: I'm not sure...

[Suddenly a video begins to play on the cWo tron. The setting seems to be a medieval village, complete with windmill, farmers and boxom ladies milking cows. One of the farmers looks up from pitchforking the mud and spots something in the distance]

Farmer: ...Oh my god!

[He drops the pitchfork and runs. The camera pans to where he was looking. Appearing over the hills are five 'Ice Giants'. In reality they are men to look giant via the aid of stilts and lots of padding. Their skin is pale white, and they each wield a large, plastic icicle as a club. One milk maid looks up and delivers her line with as much acting ability as Keanu Reeves]

Maid: Will no one save us?

[In seconds the ice giants are in the village. One hits the windmill with his club, causing it to explode in an almost nuclear explosion. Another hits a farmer in the chest, causing his head to fall off, and a tiny spray of blood erupt from the headless neck. One pounds his chest and laughs]

Ice Giant: Ha ha ha

Ice Giant: Ha ha ha

Ice Giant: Ho ha ha

Ice Giant: Ha

[They continue to devastate the village. One maid runs around helplessly, her dress torn to shreds, revealing her immense, breasts, barely held in a tight bra. For some reason she is soaking wet]

Maid: Help us someone.

[Suddenly, a random Dragonforce tune begins as a light shines in the distance. The Giants turn to the source of the light. There, atop a hill, a huge man in some sort of muscle suit sits on a horse dressed to look like a Dragon, complete with stick on tail. The man wears a huge helmet with various spikes and feathers stuck on it. He lifts a sword that is easilly his height and speaks]

Great One: I am The Great One and you can't win.

[Camera cuts to Great One driving down the hill in a Cadillac towards the village. He parks the car and steps out. He looks taller.]

Ice Giant: Who are you where did you come from

Great One: I came from the hills in my ship -

[Points to a huge spaceship sitting where the Cadillac had been a second ago]

Great One: I have come to save this village because that is what I can do.

Ice Giant: Ha ha ha ha ha you have no chance with our +5 clubs we will kill you easy

Great One no you won't because my helmet is immune to +5 clubs and my ray gun is a +6

[Great One holds up a ray gun in the hand that recently held his sword]

Ice Giant: He's right we can't win

[Great one kills all five ice giants by firing his gun at each of them in turn as they stand in line. They make no effort to fight]

Great One: I win again.

Maid: Thank you you are my hero please marry me

Great One: NO I can't I have a match to win today

[Without saying another word, Great One mounts his horse and rides off into the hills again as the CWO tron fades to black. Suddenly another Dragon Force song plays as the lights return to the CWO arena. As the announcer begins to introduce Great One, a voice over interrupts him]

Voice Over: From Unknown, Weighing Unknown pounds, and stanging at Unknown feet, the king of destruction, the master of chaos, GRATE ONE!

[Piped in deafening cheers come from the sound system as various fireworks go off. Great One appears wearing the muscle suit from his video. He walks down to the ring, an intense look on his face. He steps over the top rope (with some difficulty) and walks to a corner. He stands in the corner with his arms folded]

Wilden:...

Hart:...

Wilden:...

Hart:...That...was...AWESOME!

Wilden: I have no idea what we're looking at right now.

[Muru looks up at the nearly 8 foot "Grate One," who is covered completely padded.]

[Ding Ding Ding]

Wilden: Well, this one's underway! This "Grate One" holds his arms up to the sides and now Muru is hammering away at his midsection with some punches.. but this man seems to be completely covered in padding, so he doesn't feel it!]

Hart: It's muscle, not padding!

Wilden: Whatever you say!

Hart: How can Muru possibly hope to compete with this enormous mountain of a man?1

Wilden: Grate One grabs Muru by the head and now whips him into the ropes....the Grate One goes for a clothesline... NO! He wiffs! Muru with a drop toe hold, that takes out the footing of The Greate one and he... hits his head on the turnbuckle! The Grate One is down.... and he's not getting up!

Hart: He's playing possum!

Wilden: No, I think he's really out cold. Muru pokes The Grate One with his foot..

Hart: Now! Grab him!

Wilden: Muru rolls the great one over and makes the cover...

1....

2....

3!!

[Ding Ding Ding]

Donna Dixon: Here is your winner... MURU!

Wilden: Well so much for The Grate One!

["Crawling" by Linkin Park plays and Tony Awesome emerges from behind the curtain and walks to the ring. The crowd boos loudly.]

Wilden: Well, Mr. Awesome isn't too happy!

Hart: Now Muru's in trouble!

[Tony grabs the mic from Donna Dixon]

Tony "Totally" Awesome: Muru, I don't know what you think you've proved here! Do you know what you've proved here? Let me tell you what you proved here? NOTHING! You cheated the Grate One, and.....

"AAAAAAH"
SPLASH

[The crowd immediatly begins to boo as the most epic entrance video ever appears on the big screen and "Search and Destroy" plays over the speakers. Notorious JON steps out onto the entrance ramp holding a microphone.]

Wilden: Wait a second... what's he doing here?

Notorious JON: If I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times. If you want something done, you've got to do it yourself! Tony, I don't know why you keep surrounding yourselves with idiots. You keep letting nobodies like Muru one up you time and time again. Well, now I'm gonna once again clean up your mess. From now on, Tony.. you come to ME with problems, got it?

Tony "Totally" Awesome: Muru isn't worth your time!

Notorious JON: Well, when's it gonna end? Fiasco, Muru, Cantrell... they've been making you look like a fool. And when you disrespect my brother, you disrespect ME! So Muru... I'm gonna do what should have been done a long time ago. I'm gonna put you out of my misery!

[Notorious JON drops the mic and heads towards the ring, pulling off his T-shirt on the way. Tony "Totally" Awesome jumps out of the ring, and motions for the timekeeper to ring the bell.]

[Ding Ding Ding]

Wilden: This is unexpected, folks, but we've got Muru vs. Notorious JON!

Hart: Now Muru's in trouble! Avenge the Grate One, Jon!

Wilden: Notorious JON hits the ring and sends Muru down with a huge clothesline! He pulls Muru up to his feet and nails him with a HUGE chop to the chest... and another.. and another! He backs Muru into the corner.. now with a series of knees to the midsection of The Greatest Show on Earth! Notorious JON hooks him... belly to belly suplex!

Hart: Ha! Tony said Muru couldn't compete in cWo.. Jon's just proving it now!

Wilden: Muru is slow to get to his feet as Notorious JON approaches. Muru with a quick shot to the midsection and now he is exchanging blows with JON. JON whips Muru into the ropes and he tries to take Muru's head off with a big boot but Muru ducks out of the way. Muru back to his feet and he is behind JON. He has just jumped on the leader of Omega's back and has locked in a sleeper hold.

Hart: It is going to take a bit more then that to take out Notorious JON. This match is going to end when he is done proving a point.

Wilden: Muru really has it locked in now but Jon is not willing to give in. He backs Muru into the turnbuckle and smashes his back into it making him release the hold. Jon trying to shake the cobwebs and he doesn't notice that Muru has climbed the ropes behind him.

Hart: Watch out Jon! Don't turn around!

Wilden: Jon turns around as Muru leaps and NO! Jon was able to get his boot up and just took off Muru;s head right there.

Hart: He must have heard me warning him.

Wilden: Yeah Robbie I am sure that is it. Either way Muru isn't in good shape. Muru staggers to his feet, and the former Champion grabs him and executes a belly to back suplex! The former world champion is on fire! He pulls Muru to his feet and whips him into the ropes... HUGE flying shoulder tackle! Muru slowly staggers back to his feet, Notorious JON now with some more chops.. followed by a knee strike. He pulls Muru around and locks him in a full Nelson. The former champion gets Muru up... full nelson slam!!!

Hart: Notorious JON bounces off the ropes, going for a legdrop... NO! Muru rolls out of the way at the last second! Notorious JON lands hard on his back. Muru quickly gets to his feet and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. Notorious JON to his feet.. Muru waiting.. Muru with a moonsault press!!!

1...

2...

3!!

Wilden: Notorious JON kicks out a second late! Muru's just pulled the upset!

Hart: What?! No!!

Donna Dixon: Here is your winner... MURU!

Wilden: Muru pulled a quick win out of absolutely nowhere! Notorious JON is furious, so is Tony Awesome! And this means Muru gets to stay in cWo!

[Muru quickly slides out of the ring and runs to the back. Notorious JON kicks the turnbuckles and yells at Tony, who yells at referee Aaron Blake as the camera fades to a commercial]

[Camera fades backstage to a small room, where a crucifix is seen hanging erratically on a broken wall. A figure is seen deep in thought in a chair. He leans forward, revealing his face and his tattooed body, beginning to speak]

Christian Roman: It’s always good to see another join the cause for what is righteous. It’s a shame to see that that same person now has the responsibility of stepping into the ring against a messenger of the Lord.

[He puts his head in his hands, rubbing his scalp for a minute, before sighing and leaning back again]

Christian Roman: Heretic. Names say everything. I don’t hate this individual for what he’s done; rather, I feel sorry for his soul. He is a thriving lunatic on the path of destruction – not only of his own soul, but those around him. He believes a path of the flesh is the only path of choice. He is sorely mistaken.

[Christian sighs one more time and brushes his shoulder with his hand]

Christian Roman: It’s time to set things right. It’s unfortunate that the likes of Johnny Serious is in my path to cleanse the world of OMEGA. I will prepare him for the Lord as well; the Almighty accepts the innocents with open arms.

[Christian smiles and leans back as the camera fades to blackness]

Commercial Break

[Notorious JON enters the Omega locker room. He looks furious. Jen Diamond and ASM stand up and move out of the way as he walks over to his locker and pounds on it with his fist. Heretic, who is still sitting on the bench, begins to laugh. Notorious JON turns, walks over to him and looks down eye to eye.]

Notorious JON: You got something to say?

Heretic: [Chuckles] Nice match.

[Notorious JON knocks Heretic into the lockers with a boot to the chest. He pulls Heretic up by his shirt, throws him to the floor, then drops and begins hammering away at his face with lefts and rights. ASM and Jen Diamond grab his arms and pull him to his feet.]

Jen Diamond: Hey, that's enough!

[Heretic gets to his feet, wipes a trickle of blood off of the corner of his mouth. He chuckles again, then heads towards the door.]

Notorious JON: Where the hell're you going?

Heretic: SOMEONE has to take care of business around here!

[Heretic exits the locker room.]

Wilden: Whoa! OMEGA falling apart at the seams?

Hart: Of course you’d assume that! They had a spat – what would you expect? Did you see how Notorious JON handled himself out there? Muru cheated a win – Heretic is just taking things out of context!

Wilden: Why are you speaking so quickly, Robbie? Are you nervous about something?

Hart: Not at all!

Wilden: Well folks, we’re going to head down to the ring right now where Jack Union is set to square off against Victor Emmit. Let’s head down to the ring!

[The intro to "Turn Up The Radio" by Autograph hits the PA system. As the guitar riffs the arena is highlighted with psychedelic lights that shift back and forth to the beat of the drums. Shortly after the singer begins, Victor is seen coming out wearing a Stevie Ray Vaughan-esque hat and jacket. He stops a the stage to hold up both his fists at shoulder level and rock the horns Ronnie James Dio style.]

Donna Dixon: The following match is scheduled for one fall, entering the ring first, weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds, hailing from Vancouver, British Columbia, he is the One Man Mix Tape, Victorrrrr Emmmmmiiiiit!

Wilden: This should be a good match folks, the high flying, crowd wowing Victor Emmit looks to get his career going in cWo tonight against a proven man, who seems to have only gotten better after shaping up his attitude and focusing more on wrestling, instead of his acting.

Hart: More like acting like a wrestler.

Wilden: Robbie!

Hart: Don't worry Lance, it's okay, he might not be a wrestler, but he plays one on TV!

Wilden: Union's a very well accomplished wrestler, who has a lot of really big wins under his wing. Where Victor is a good wrestler, but he hasn't had the kind of success Union's had, but there's still plenty of time to make that impact. Tonight could be the night he makes an impact.

[The fans are in support of Emmit as Emmit gets settled in the ring, when "Carry On Wayward Son" hits the PA system as the fans go wild for Jack Union's arrival.]

Donna Dixon: And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred and eighty pounds, hailing from London, England, he's the Juggernaut of Britain, Jack Uuuuuuniooooon!

Wilden: Interesting thing about this match is that Union was Victor's first opponent in the cWo, and much to both men's dismay, Chazz cost Union the match, giving Victor a sour taste in his mouth.

Hart: Victor was a fool to turn his back on the Mendels, look where the Mendels are now! And look at Victor, back at square one!

Wilden: I think this should be a good match, the fans are behind both individuals, and I think Victor looks forward to seeing if he can get the job done without Chazz's help.

Hart: Well I hope you don't mind me spoiling the ending on you, but he can't.

Wilden: Robbie!

Hart: Well this match isn't exactly the Return of the Empire, Lance!

Wilden: I think this might be something that fans of WRESTLING can enjoy.

[Both men are in the ring and ready to go, as the referee calls for the bell.]

DING DING DING

[Victor Emmit extends his hand out to Jack Union for a sportsmanlike handshake.]

Hart: Wh...what's this?

Wilden: It's called a handshake, Robbie.

Hart: What're they doing that for!

[Union doesn't hesitate to return the offer as they shake hands, and begin circling each other.]

Wilden: It's good to see some sportsmanship on this program, you know it doesn't happen to often.

Hart: Some people just don't deserve respect from certain others.

Wilden: I can't disagree with you there.

[Jack Union and Emmit then lock up, when Emmit pulls a fast one on Union by kicking Union's left arm out of grip.]

Wilden: What a high kick!

[Emmit then focuses on Union's right arm by wrapping it around his back with a hammerlock, immediately Union pulls Emmit over to the ropes, as the referee tells Emmit to back off.]

Hart: What a pansy!

[Union uses Emmit's eased grip to his advantage and reverses the headlock.]

Wilden: A bit of an opportunistic move there, but it got the job done, clever reversal by Union.

[Victor then reaches back with his left arm around Union's neck, and leaps into the air, reversing the hammerlock with a snap mare, tossing Union ahead.]

Wilden: Nice reversal by Emmit there!

[Union gets up and charges after Emmit, only to end up on the receiving end of an arm drag.]

Wilden: Japanese armdrag, takes Union down!

[Union gets up again, as he charges Emmit.]

Wilden: Union keeps coming back!

[Emmit goes for another arm drag, but as he hooks Union's arm, Union pulls back with as much force possible to keep Emmit from taking him down, instead Union yanks Emmit by the arm, and quickly pulls him down for a backslide pin.]

Wilden: Here's a pin!

ONE

Wilden: Quick kick out.

Hart: I'm just waiting for one of these guys to slug the other!

Wilden: I don't think we can expect that from these guys, looks like we're being treated to a wrestling match.

[Both men get to their feet, as Victor quickly puts Union in a headlock.]

Wilden: Emmit is definetely putting his speed advantage to good use thus far.

Hart: You're tellin' me, he looks the result of if you would put a homeless man's "will wrestle for food" sign to the test!

Wilden: What are you implying Robbie?

Hart: Emmit needs a haircut!

Wilden: I think Victor Emmit's of the opinion that this is a free country, and he's free to be who he wants to be.

Hart: I think he's a hippy moron!

[Emmit then springs off his feet and takes Union down with a headlock takeover.]

Wilden: What I'm noticing about Emmit is that he seems to put a little more jump in his step when executing a move.

Hart: Expending that much energy could end up costing him tonight.

[Union then scissors his legs around Emmit's head to pry him off of the headlock, but Emmit perseveres as he somersaults forwards, and bridges over Union for a pin.]

Wilden: And another pin attempt!

ONE

[Union kicks out by bridging Emmit up to his feet.]

Wilden: Whoa! Look at Union!

[Union then spins Emmit around as though he's gonna go for another backslide pin, but instead spins a full 360, and tries to trick Victor into a piledriver.]

Hart: Yeah! Drop him on his neck!

[The fans' interest in the match starts to rise as they are wondering if Union can hit the pile driver so soon in the match, when Victor wriggles out of it and hops back to his feet.]

Wilden: What a big move that would have been!

[Victor takes stance and quickly goes for a spinning roundhouse kick, but Union dodges it, and takes Victor down with a schoolboy pin.]

Wilden: Another pin!

ONE

Wilden: Emmit kicks out!

[Using the momentum of Emmit's kick out, Union quickly tries to capture him in a figure four, but Emmit quickly tucks Union's head in for a cradle pin.]

Wilden: ANOTHER surprise pin!

ONE

[Union then leans the momentum of the cradle into a pin of his own.]

Wilden: Reversed!

ONE

TWO

Wilden: Kickout at two!

Hart: I gotta admit that almost caught even me off guard.

[Both men get up to their feet, Union showing a more aggressive side, charges Emmit with a tackle, and pushes him all the way to the turnbuckle, and begins ramming his shoulder into the gut of the One Man Mix Tape repeatedly.]

Wilden: It was only a matter of time until this match escalated to a more aggressive level.

Hart: This is what I was waiting for, the point where these two get sick of each other, now they just wanna go home, Union's gonna start knocking hippy teeth out!

Wilden: Do you have something against Victor?

Hart: I have something against both these jokers! But I hate hippies!

[Union then grabs an exhausted Victor Emmit and places him in a fierce headlock, expending his energy as he swings Emmit's head, with a firm grip.]

Wilden: Union's got a good strategy here, he learned quick that Emmit is a high energy flyer and he's working to exhaust him to a point where his strengths become his weaknesses.

Hart: Union's stock has been rising since he decided to get serious, a loss against Victor Emmit would be a buzzkill for everything he's done lately.

Wilden: I don't think Jack would agree with your phrasing, but Mr. Union's definetely made some drastic changes to his lifestyle in the past month and as far as his wrestling career goes, it's definetely been paying off.

[Emmit then, with the headlock applied, rolls Union up with a schoolboy.]

Wilden: Emmit still giving it everything he's got!

ONE

TWO

Wilden: Kickout! But Union still has the headlock applied!

[Union keeps Emmit grounded with the headlock.]

Hart: Come on Union, at least throw some hooks in there or something, poke him in the eyes!

Wilden: It's not unlike Union to throw some foul play into the mix but I think he has a respect for Victor Emmit.

Hart: Respect is boring, give him a nosebleed! Union's gone soft!

Wilden: I think Union's attitude is a refreshing change and I wish more people would follow the example he's putting out there.

Hart: Psshh, definetely gone soft.

[Union then lifts Emmit to his feet, only to take him down with a forceful headlock takedown.]

Wilden: See this is exactly what I was saying, Union's definetely looking to wear Emmit out, Emmit's definetely the more conditioned of the two so it's essential to try and force him out of breath first.

Hart: Where if he just knocked his lights out from the get-go we would be ready for commercials already!

[Keeping up his pace, Union then brings Emmit back to his feet, as he tries for another headlock takedown, but in the middle of the takedown Emmit manages to tuck Union's head in for another cradle pin.]

Wilden: Out of nowhere!

ONE

Wilden: Another quick kickout.

[Emmit looks to have caught a second wind as Union and Victor both get to their feet, but as Union approaches, Emmit sweeps Union's feet from behind with a spinning leg sweep, and then catches Union on recovery with double handed palm strike to Union's shoulders, pushing Union back against the ropes.]

Wilden: Some unique strikes by Emmit here!

[As Union hits the ropes, Emmit hits a spinning back-heel kick to the stomach, and then whips Union to the opposite ropes.]

Wilden: And Union hits the ropes.

[Emmit falls to his stomache, as Union leaps over him.]

Wilden: Union with a leap over Victor.

[Emmit seems to be caught off guard when Union applies his headlock once again before Emmit can even get all the way back to his feet.]

Wilden: Quick work by Jack there!

[With the headlock still applied Union uses his momentum to run to the corner, and with a leap, bounces off the second turnbuckle and takes Victor down with a tornado bulldog.]

Wilden: That could very well be it!

[Union pins Emmit quickly.]

ONE

TWO

Wilden: Kickout!

[Union looks a little surprised but quickly moves on as he picks Emmit up to a sitting position, and on one knee, looks to the crowd, who cheers the action so far.]

Wilden: Union's confident that he's got this one.

Hart: No reason he shouldn't be at this point in the match.

[Union brings Emmit to his feet, as he hooks him in for a vertical suplex.]

Wilden: Jack with another big time move here.

[Union brings Victor to the air, but Victor spins the momentum around and lands behind Union, wrapping his arms around Jack's waist, Victor pushes Union into the ropes, and tries to bounce back with a rolling back pin, but Jack clutches onto the ropes, while Emmit is sent rolling backwards.]

Wilden: Jack thinking ahead, Emmit unable to get the pin.

[Union strikes back as Emmit gets to his feet, aiming to hit a clothesline, but Emmit dodges and runs to the ropes, jumping to the second rope.]

Wilden: Lookout!

[Emmit leaps off the second rope back to Union with a crossbody pin.]

Wilden: Nice move!

ONE

Wilden: No!

[Both men get to their feet as quickly as possible, a little behind, Emmit tries to hit Union with a european uppercut on his way up, but Union slaps Victor's arms out of reach, and then quickly hits a snap suplex.]

Wilden: Jack remains the aggressor here! Is Emmit ever gonna completely turn this match around?

Hart: Might be too late!

[Union spins Emmit to his stomache, and tries locking his legs in to get an indian deathlock applied, but Emmit has too much left and tries to crawl out of it.]

Wilden: Union going for the indian deathlock, but it doesn't look like he's gonna get it.

[Union follows after, determined to apply the submission, but not before Emmit manages to get to his knees, Union, following still, grabs Emmit by the left foot, Victor responds by spinning around and kicking him in the chest, knocking Union on his back.]

Wilden: Desperation kick by Victor, seems to have bought him enough time to get to his feet.

[Union gets to his feet and charges Emmit for a running tackle, but Emmit leapfrogs, sending Jack face first into the second turnbuckle, trying to recover, Union stands up and turns to Emmit with his back into the turnbuckle.]

Wilden: This could be the tide turner Emmit's been looking for!

[Emmit runs a three quarter circle in the center of the ring and charges Union with a stinger splash, but Union catches Victor in mid air.]

Wilden: Maybe not!

[Union turns around and drops Victor with an inverted atomic drop, which sends Emmit back first into the turnbuckle.]

Wilden: Union still in the driver's seat!

Hart: He's CREAMIN' him!

[Union jumps a few steps back and charges Emmit with a body avalanche, but Emmit sticks his feet up and boots Union in the face.]

Wilden: Victor still fighting back!

[Union backs away, stunned, as Emmit uses the opportunity to hoist himself up to the second rope and hit a jumping back elbow to Union.]

Wilden: High impact move there!

[Victor goes for a pin.]

ONE

TWO

Wilden: No! Not quite!

Hart: Not after all of Union's hard work!

Wilden: Even you're getting caught up in this Robbie!

Hart: What? No I'm not!

[Emmit begins to pick Union up to his feet, on his way up, Union slaps Emmit's hands off of him and goes for an irish whip to the corner.]

Wilden: Union doesn't wanna let Emmit get control of the match!

[Union's whip gets reversed, as Union is sent into the turnbuckle.]

Wilden: Momentum shift again!

[Emmit then hits Union with a mosh pit, leaping back first into Union's chest, and then whips Union to the opposing turnbuckle.]

Wilden: Looked like Victor was moshing into Union like he was at a rock concert there.

[Emmit then hits another mosh pit on Union.]

Wilden: Moshed into him again there!

Hart: This is ridiculous!

[With Union stunned, Emmit starts hitting his trademark stiff kicks up and down the sides of Jack Union.]

Wilden: Victor with a barrage of kicks to the sides of Union, lefts, rights, more lefts! More rights! He doesn't look like he plans on stopping, he won't stop 'til he gets enough!

Hart: So corny Lance! So terribly corny!

[Union is on dream street as Emmit finishes him off with a spinning wheel kick.]

Wilden: What a kick! Union's down for the count!

[Victor pins Union.]

ONE

TWO

Wilden: No! Not yet! Emmit's finally where he wants to be in this match!

[Emmit gets up exhausted, but smiling as he's exstatic to be where he is in the match, as he looks to the crowd, he lets out a loud WOOOOOOOOOOOO! as he runs against the ropes, while Union looks to be on his hands and knees.]

Wilden: Emmit against the ropes, looks like he's climbing the Stairway to-OH MY GOD!

[Emmit leaps off of Union's back to the top rope, performing his trademark Stairway to Heaven, when after he jumps off the top rope, Union meets him on the way down with a Union Jack.]

Wilden: Union Jack just out of NOWHERE!

[Union pins Emmit.]

ONE

TWO

THREE

["Carry On Wayward Son hits the PA system as Union rolls off of Emmit with his hand in the air.]

Wilden: Union did it! Union won in this wonderfully competitive and professional match, really good showing and I think you can even agree with me here.

Hart: Wh-what? I just woke up.

Wilden: Will you stop it! The record book might show Union to be the winner of this match, but I don't see a loser in that ring either.

Hart: I see two, and a referee, which is a step lower than loser.

Wilden: I don't even think you know what you're talking about, this was a great match, cWo fans will agree with me, despite what you think.

Hart: I think it's time to talk about real winners like Nick Dangerous! And Chazz Mendel!

Wilden: And Johnny Serious?

RH: Ugh! Why Lance!

Wilden: Let's focus on the now, where Union is celebrating his win over a man whose first win in the cWo was against him, Victor Emmit.

[Emmit's recovered from the loss as he's on his feet, looking at Union, who extends his hand to Emmit for a handshake, Emmit shows zero hesitation in returning the gesture.]

Wilden: And what a good display of sportsmanship – more of our competitors should display this type of behavior!

Hart: We’re in professional wrestling, Lance! People are competing for top prizes which only occurs when you’re BETTER than someone! We all know that doesn’t happen when you’re nice to people!

Wilden: It’s happened before – people who pay their dues and make it to the top!

Hart: I disagree! You don’t know the half of it!

Wilden: Well folks, we’re going to head to our final commercial break of the evening –

["Wanderer" by Ensiferum plays and the crowd boos as Heretic steps out from the entrance curtain. He methodically and slowly walks to the ring.]

Wilden: Well, we don't usually see Heretic separated from the rest of his pack in Omega, but it looks like something's on his mind!

Hart: What was Heretic thinking earlier? You don't diss your boss!

Wilden: Maybe Heretic has some other ideas about who the boss of Omega is. Remember a couple of week ago, he filled in as the "team captain."

Hart: I like Heretic and all but come on... he's a sidekick!

[Heretic takes the mic from Donna Dixon, then climbs into the ring.]

Heretic: I'm gonna be honest with you. The last few weeks have SUCKED for Omega. We haven't delivered. We haven't been focused. We were supposed to be the ruling party of cWo, we were supposed to be the ones with all the power around here. But I don't mean just having a brother who runs the show or having pull backstage, but I'm talking about dominating in the ring, where it actually means something. Personally, I'm gad we got rid of the tag team titles. We don't need to be pigeon holed. We don't need to waste our time on guys like Kayman and Oliver... who the hell are they to have deserved a crack at us? We've won more world titles than anyone else in the history of this business. We've held this organization in the palm of our hand, and we're reduced to a simple tag team? It's an insult to everything we believe in!

Wilden: I don't think I've seen Heretic this heated before!

Hart: Sure we have... around the time he took cWo by storm!

Heretic: But I haven't been the one who's sold out our principals. I haven't tried to use Omega to mask a political point of view. I've gone along with it, and it didn't work. So it's time to get back to basics... it's time for us to get back to what works. Throughout our history, we've had several huge enemies.. and one by one, they either fell or were incorporated into our ranks. Well, we have one enemy that has survived just long enough to become annoying. Christian Roman! I'm tired of hearing you come out here week after week and talk about how you're the answer to Omega, how you're going to be the one to drive us out of cWo. You've failed so many times, but still you remain persistent. Why? Because you answer to some higher power. You believe that some man in the sky sent some bearded fag down to forgive humanities sins. When you sacrifice your body, you do it for the hopes that you'll be rewarded in the afterlife. BULLSH*T. What you are, Roman, is blind to the truth. You live in a world of sunshine and rainbows. You live in a world where "good" always triumphs over "evil." But your world, Roman, isn't the real world. Your world isn't the one in which Omega inhabits. In my world, bad things happen to good people. In my world, the bad guys always win, the hero fails, despite noble intentions and good efforts. Religion is poison, and it's consumed your very being. Sooner or later, Roman, reality is going to hit you like a ton of bricks. Soon you'll realize that time after time, Omega will be there to make your life miserable. Time after time, Omega will punch holes in your fantasy of peace and redemption.... the only think eternal and omnipresent in this universe, Roman, is us!

Hart: Roman better run for the hills. NOTHING is more dangerous than Heretic when he's in a bad mood!

Wilden: He cost Roman his match against ASM, but that doesn't look to be enough for Heretic.

Hart: And why should it be? Roman's still walking. He's a threat to Omega until he's gone once and for all!

Heretic: The time for games is OVER. It's time for Omega to stop wasting time. It's time for us to eliminate our TRUE enemy... and I'm the one who's assuming the task. Roman... you wanted us to notice you. You wanted us to respond. Well, be careful what you wish for... because you're about to get it.

[Heretic drops the microphone and "Wanderer" plays and the crowd boos as he exits the ring.]

Wilden: Folks – we’re going to head to our final commercial break of the evening, and we’re running short of time, so as soon as we get back – Johnny Serious and Christian Roman in the ring! Stay tuned!

Commercial Break

Dixon: This match is scheduled for one fall and is our final event of the evening! Introducing first and making his way to the ring from Dublin Ireland; he weighs in at 232 pounds…CHRRRRRRRRRRRRRISTIAAAAAAAAN ROOOOOMAAAAN!

[Suddenly, the arena turns pitch black and the image of a crucifix appears on the screen. Over the loudspeakers, starting off quickly, are the riffs from Protest the Hero’s “Heretics and Killers”]

They called me the man with the blood of Christ HONESTYYYY
But tonight I drink with heathens and the finest blasphemies
In wine there's truth but in silence there's surrender
A screaming for the silence in stunned suspicious terror

[Pyrotechnics explode at the top of the ramp as the crucifix fades to a highlight reel of Christian Roman]

I built a temple in my life and used God to seal the pillars
After twenty years of fighting young heretics and killers
I watch my temple fall to pieces at the first signs of oncoming weather
Fell to my knees like Jesus in the cave, knew I would die

[As the smoke billows, the highlight reels comes to an end, focusing on the back of Christian Roman, littered with images of Christ and other religious icons]
But my lips could only say; I’m not your son so why have you forsaken me?
There's a hole in my heart but it just makes me unholy
Crucified that night and I walked away with alter-egos
Like the prison priest who preaches his dead and buried gospel

[As the smoke clears, Christian is seen to a large crowd approval. He slowly makes his way down the ramp with a serious look written across his face.]

While my faith is in ruins my duty still breathes strong
I'm a parrot in a cage just saying prayers to belong to a textbook
Of my crying, lying, dying history; a textbook Of my crying, lying, dying history; a textbook Of my crying; a textbook Of my lying ; a textbook of my dying ; a textbook Of my history.

[Christian slides into the ring and bounces off the ropes a few times, waiting for his opponent]

Dixon: And his opponent! Making his way to the ring from Hollywood, California and weighing in at 245 pounds; he is being accompanied to the ring by EVETTE, he is…JOHNNNNNNNNNY SERRRRRRRIOUSSSSSSSS!

[The lights go our as the Voice of Johnny Serious comes over the sound system and says "Are You SERIOUS." An orange light turns on in the arena as the song "You Can't Be Serious" by Classified plays. Johnny Serious makes his way out to the ring  with the cWo World Title around his waist, and with Evette close behind as fans explode into a frenzy of cheers. He enters the ring, goes to a corner and climbs the turnbuckle, raising the World Title as he shrugs his shoulders and gives a cocky smile as fans cheer loudly. He broadly smiles as referee Johnny Williams calls for the bell and is handed the World Title]

[Ding Ding Ding]

Wilden: Yesterday, both of these men would have been sworn enemies – but no, as fate would tell us, both of these men are now teeming with fan approval!

Hart: Don’t remind me of that, Lance! Only if Johnny Serious knew what he was getting himself into!

Wilden: Both men are circling each other for a bit in the ring right now – the fans are anxious to see them shake hands!

Hart: What? Come on! Just get this over with so we can all go home!

Wilden: Both men slap hands and  then step towards each other and lock up, with Roman gaining the quick advantage and taking Serious down to the canvas with a quick hip toss! Serious is on his feet again, charging at Christian Roman, who brings him back down to the canvas immediately with another hip toss!

Hart: Right off the bat, Lance – Johnny Serious is getting what’s coming to him!

Wilden: We’re not even a minute into the match, Robbie – things may pick up a little bit from this point on!

Hart: What are you talking about, Lance? Don’t you know that the first minute makes or breaks the match?

Wilden: How can you say that when we’ve seen so many outcomes changed at the last moment – especially from outside interference!

Hart: Boy – I could sure go for some of that right about now!

Wilden: Serious is back on his feet;  he charges at Roman for a third time and misses a clothesline, bouncing himself off the ropes! Christian Roman ducks under a clothesline of his own from Serious and then gets taken down with a shoulder block!

Hart: Both of these men are matched up pretty evenly across the board, Lance – except for the fact that Christian Roman is a lunatic!

Wilden: Serious throws himself on the canvas, quickly applying a headlock to Roman, tightening his arms around the head of the former cWo World Champion!

Hart: Is it safe to say that Johnny Serious is a former World Champion as well?

Wilden: From my own perspective, Robbie, it looks like he was never crowned World Champion – despite the fact that he picked up the title defense at Veneration. I thought we cleared all of this up earlier tonight?

Hart: You know how my memory serves me! It’s just something about Johnny Serious with that World Title that makes me shiver!

Wilden: Is it better if Christian Roman held the World Title?

Hart: That would be even more of a tragedy!

Wilden: Roman struggles momentarily to break free, grasping for the ropes in a futile attempt to make his attacker release his hold. Serious locks his arms tighter around Roman’s head at this maneuver, but Roman manages to pound away at the back of Serious, throwing his right hand as hard as he can into his back!

Hart: Christian knows he has to better than that, Lance – Serious is no pushover!

Wilden: Since when did you decide to get involved in this match?

Hart: Since I was told in my contract that I can’t leave the ringside area until the show has been completed!

Wilden: Thanks for helping out, Robbie – really; it’s an honor.

Hart: Anytime, Lance! Anytime!

Wilden: Looking more annoyed than injured, Serious releases the headlock and pulls Roman to his feet, immediately pushing him into the corner and quickly kneeing him in the chest and midsection several times!

Hart: Serious is on fire right now, Lance! He can’t be stopped! Maybe they’ll both kill each other!

Wilden: Serious begins to ram his shoulder into the body of Christian Roman as we speak, paying careful attention to send himself right into Roman’s breastplate.

Hart: You say that like you enjoy it! Breasts! Look at them at ringside –Evette! I know she’s on the wrong side now, Lance, but just look at them!

Wilden: Serious gathers himself for one more fatal blow, it seems. He backs himself up a bit and charges forward, but Roman moves out of the way at the last instant! He quickly grabs Serious by his hair and begins to ram his face into the turnbuckle several times!

Hart: Beat his face in!

Wilden: Roman rams his shoulder into the back of Serious, making him wince in discomfort. Christian drags Serious out of the corner, satisfied thus far and gives him a quick forearm to the face, sending Serious reeling backwards!

Hart: Look at how confused Johnny Serious looks! That’s the face I want to see after Nick Dangerous puts him in his place!

Wilden: Roman quickly follows up his forearm with a clothesline, knocking Serious through the ropes and on to the apron! Roman sprints towards a disheveled Serious,  ramming his shoulder into him and knocking him clear off the apron and into the guardrail!

Hart: You’ve got to be kidding me! How does that happen?

Wilden: Referee Johnny Williams begins the countout as Christian Roman exits the ring, hell-bent on exacting some type of punishment on Serious

Hart: I hope they don’t come over here, Lance – I don’t know what I’d do if I saw Johnny Serious in front of me right now!

Wilden: You know full well you’d just sit in your chair and remain sullen and silent!

ONE

Wilden: Roman’s outside the ring now – he hops off the apron and heads towards Serious, who is slowly making his way towards the opposite end of the ring.

Hart: They’re going to be right in front of us soon, Lance! Protect me!

THREE

FOUR

Wilden: Roman, tired of the slow pursuit, sprints to catch up to Serious and grabs him by the trunks, narrowly missing a countering elbow from Serious! He grabs him from behind and shoves him into the steel steps with a crash!

Hart: I almost got hit with that! Did you see that metal fly?

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Wilden: Roman pulls Serious to his feet quickly, sending his face into the apron and then rolling him into the ring and following suit immediately thereafter!

Hart: Whew! We were close enough for that Johnny Serious to come over here and shake my hand – and I don’t have any water to wash it right away! That would be a problem!

Wilden: Robbie – you were friends with him a few hours ago– you were one of his few staunchest supporters!

Hart: Wrong, Lance! I was a supporter of Seriously Dangerous and am still a supporter of Nick Dangerous! I don’t support anything that Johnny Serious has done recently except protect Dangerous’ belt and keep it warm for him!

Wilden: Serious stumbles over to the ropes, and a blazing Roman makes his way over towards him immediately! Serious takes a breather for a moment, but Roman knees him in his back and sends him chest down against the canvas! He pulls him closer to the ropes and drops his neck on the bottom rope – he’s choking the life out of Serious by pressing his boot against the neck of Heretic!

Hart: Do it! Do it! He got himself into this mess!

Wilden: Johnny Williams gets into the face of Roman, who quickly changes his tune and pulls Serious to his feet, shooting him into the ropes. Exhausted, Serious gets lifted up into the air easily and powerslammed down to the canvas by Christian Roman! And he’s going to try and end this right now!


ONE

TW-NO!

Hart: Who does he think he is? He’s trying to score a pinfall over Serious already? I may not like the guy, but come on, Christian! We all realize you want to get out of here tonight too!

Wilden: Roman casually gets to his feet and swiftly kicks Serious in the midsection as he attempts to get to his feet. Roman gets down on his knees and pulls Serious into a sitting position, locking in a sleeper hold!

Hart: He’s choking the life out of him!

Wilden: Christian Roman tights his arms around the throat of Serious, whose arms are reaching out for the ropes in a futile attempt to grasp them! Johnny Williams is on the ground now as Roman forces his knee into the back of Serious and tightens his grip around his neck – he’s putting an amazing amount of pressure on the upper body of Serious and making two parts of his body go in two completely different directions!

Hart: Bodies aren’t just met to go that way – it must be from all of his practice during the Spanish Inquisition!

Wilden: Serious groans in pain – and Evette is getting involved now, standing in front of Serious and coaxing him to the ropes – she’s trying to distract him from the pain and give him something to focus on!

Hart: While he’s focusing on her, I’ll do the same! I have to say, Serious better keep looking – he doesn’t know what he’s missing when he’s not!

Wilden: Serious reaches out for the ropes once again, and Johnny Williams is down, making sure he’s still conscious! Wrath is written across Christian Roman’s face as he exacts some measure of punishment on his foe. Wait a minute – he just released his hold! Evidently, he’s satisfied with what has transpired here thus far!

Hart: Speak in English, Lance! Let’s remember our audience! We’re not on C-SPAN!

Wilden: Roman stands up and walks around the ring for a second, regaining some of his composure. And now, he’s standing apart from Serious, waiting and coaxing him to get to his feet! Serious stumbles to his feet and turns around, and is met with a devastating clothesline! My God! That almost took his head off!

Hart: The question though, Lance is if he would notice or not!

Wilden: Roman drags the broken Serious to his feet – it doesn’t look as if Serious can make it through much more; Christian Roman has systematically dismantled him here tonight thus far, and it doesn’t look too good for him!

Hart: You always say that, Lance, and ALWAYS, the competitor regains his form! Think before you speak, Lance! How many times do I have to tell you?

Wilden: Once more, as always, Robbie! Roman drags Serious to his feet and grabs him around the trunks, going for an Irish whip, but Serious reverses it, sending Christian bouncing into the ropes! Christian slides under Serious and ducks under another clothesline, but then marches himself right into a SERIOUS chokeslam!

Hart: Where on Earth did that come from!

Wilden: I don’t know, Robbie, but it looks as if Heretic is staging a comeback!

Hart: What can I say, Lance – I’m a lot smarter than you are!

Wilden: Roman writhes around on the canvas, giving Serious appropriate time to regain some composure – he bounces himself off the ropes and then hits a HUGE elbow on to the sternum of Christian Roman! Serious looks like he’s in control right now – he steadily pulls Christian to his feet and locks his arms around him. Christian tries to fight – but Serious headbutts him and then lifts him into a belly to belly suplex! Both men are now torn apart by Serious’ decision to use that maneuver!

Hart: Whoa! Serious almost took Christian’s head off with that headbutt, but it looks like it had the same affect on Serious as well – they’re both seeing stars, Lance! I like it!

Wilden: Evette is pounding on the apron for Johnny Serious to get back to his feet as Johnny Williams checks both men - he’s making sure that they’re still conscious – and now he’s starting the double countout!

Hart: Somebody has to pay for this, Lance, and it looks like it’s going to be both of them!

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Wilden: Serious is the first one stirring tonight; Christian Roman is still a crumple heap on the canvas – he really was caught completely off guard by that headbutt and the belly to belly didn’t help either!

Hart: He needs to pay attention to his weaknesses, Lance!

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Wilden: Seriousis on his feet now! But he crumples back down to his knees and hooks the leg on Christian Roman; he’s hoping the explosiveness of that headbutt and belly to belly suplex still rendered his opponent lifeless!

Hart: In other words – we’re going to see how full of himself Serious is right now!

ONE

TWO

THR-NO!

Wilden: At the last possible second, Christian Roman got his shoulder up – and I don’t think Seriouscan believe it, folks!

Hart: I can’t believe it either! Look at the size of Evette’s chest region! I don’t know if we’ve ever had a lady in the cWo that has had such an ample proportion!

Wilden: That’s not the task at hand, Robbie!

Hart: What? My hand? My hands are on the table, Lance! Get your mind out of the gutter!

Wilden: Serious is frustrated as he manages to get to his feet. He pulls Christian Roman up after a few seconds and shoots him into the ropes, quickly executing a back body drop on his opponent – he then bounces himself off the ropes and legdrops his nemesis! He’s following that up with another pinfall!

Hart: He may have him here, Lance – Christian Roman looks dazed and confused! Just like the movie!

ONE

TWO

THR-NO!

Wilden: Once again – at the last possible second, Christian Roman throws his shoulder into the air! Tremendous resolve we’re seeing here tonight!

Hart: Either that or the old Christian belief in loving their punishment! He’s trying to be a martyr here, Lance! And I for one, won’t stand for it!

Wilden: Serious is extremely frustrated right now – he’s getting into Johnny William’s face!

Hart: I don’t blame him, Lance! I’d be upset too!

Wilden: While Serious is arguing – Roman with the small package – he’s going to try and steal the victory!

Hart: Serious has his mind on other things – like Evette! Could you blame him, Lance?

ONE

TW-NO!

Wilden: Serious makes his escape from Christian Roman’s daring attempt, and he’s immediately taking it to the man who surprised him! He’s quickly back to his feet and stomping away at his rival, making sure that something of that nature will ever occur again! He quickly pulls Roman to his feet and locks his arm around him, attempting a suplex – but wait a second! Christian Roman blocks it! He jams his arm into the midsection of Heretic and wraps his other around his body – and he brings Johnny Serious CLOSER TO HEAVEN!

Hart: I can’t believe this is happening!

ONE

TWO

THR-NO!

Wilden: Serious sneaks out of another pinfall here tonight and both men are just trading back and forth with one another – desperately hoping that the other one gives way first!

Hart: These men are putting their bodies on the line, Lance!

Wilden: Roman pulls Serious to his feet, but is sent backwards by quick forearms to the midsection from him! He ducks under a clothesline from his foe as Serious now bounces off the ropes – Roman ducks down for a back body drop, but Serious hits him with a running knee to the face!

Hart: There was a time when I would care about the physical appearance of that man, but no more!

Wilden: Both men advance towards one another and Serious moves for a lock up, but Christian ducks under and arm drags him to the other side of the ring! Serious is quickly on his feet and advances again, but as Roman goes for another arm drag, Serious stops the maneuver and turns it into an explosive clothesline!

Hart: Look at that!

Wilden: Serious advances towards his downed foe, but gets met with a boot to the midsection for his efforts! Serious staggers backwards as a seemingly unphased Christian Roman makes his way to his feet! Both men stare into their souls once more and decide to spar this time!

Hart: I can’t watch!

Wilden: Both men trade advantages, but Serious grabs the final edge, placing Roman into a headlock, which he easily transitions into an Irish whip into the ropes! Serious ducks under a clothesline but is met with a stiff shoulder block on the turnaround that knocks him off his feet!

Hart: Johnny Serious went airborne there!

Wilden: The intensity has exploded in these past few minutes with both men laying their hearts on the line! Both men refuse to budge an inch as this match steamrolls onward! Roman drags his competitor to his feet, refusing to give in to anything thus far. He pulls Heretic to his feet and pushes him towards the corner, but is met with a HUGE elbow to the face!

Hart: The cavalry is here – look at this!

Wilden: Oh come on! Chazz Mendel is making his way down the ramp as we speak, shouting towards the ring as Johnny Williams gets involved! But wait a second – Heretic is coming through the crowd! He grabs a chair as Christian looks over the ropes at him – CHAIRSHOT TO THE HEAD!

Hart: Johnny Serious has this one in the bag now!

Wilden: You’d think that – but it seems like Johnny Williams has seen Heretic – he’s telling him to leave ringside – he’s focused on Heretic and doesn’t see Chazz Mendel with a chair – CHAIRSHOT TO SERIOUS’S HEAD!

Hart: The perfect ending! Both men down for the count!

Wilden: Johnny Williams looks around the ring and begins to a double countout, but almost immediately Christian Roman and Johnny Serious roll over, much to the dismay of Heretic and Chazz Mendel – it looks like both men were trying to cause the other to lose!

Hart: Really, Lance – is that what it looks like?

Wilden: Christian staggers to his feet, reeling from the chairshot, but Serious is also on his feet – he charges after Roman and hits a running bulldog! He’s bringing the punishment down on Christian Roman’s face as he gives him a few eye rakes while he tries to make it to his feet! Serious is stomping away at the face of Christian Roman right now – he’s trying to leave a lasting impression!

Hart: One that he’ll never forget, Lance!

Wilden: Roman seems dazed by the punishment he’s just endured as Serious pulls him to his feet – he shoots Roman into the ropes and lifts him into the air, fallaway slam – CHRISTIAN ROMAN JUST GOT SERIOUS’D!

Hart: This one’s all over!

Wilden: Serious hooks the leg – but Chazz immediately pulls him out of the ring!

Hart: As he should!

Wilden: Serious and Mendel are now exchanging words, and Heretic is climbing into the ring – mayhem is breaking loose here! Johnny Williams is calling for the bell, it looks like he’s going to disqualify Johnny Serious!

Hart: He should disqualify both of them!

[Ding Ding Ding]

Dixon: Here is your winner by disqualification, CHRISSSSTIAAAAAN ROOOMAAAN!

[At that sound, Heretic drags the chair into the ring and grabs Christian, hooking his arm around his neck and dropping him into Redemption on the chair! Outside the ring, Serious and Chazz have now started trading blows!]

Wilden: Someone’s going to need to get down and here break this up before it escalates!

Hart: And that person is coming down right now – look at him go!

[As fast as he can, a limping Nick Dangerous without crutches is moving down the ramp as Serious and Chazz continue to spar and Heretic stomps away on the broken Christian Roman]

Wilden: What is he doing down here?

Hart: He’s going to take back what’s rightfully his!

[Serious gains the upper hand and sends Chazz crashing into the steel steps – he spies Nick Dangerous grabbing the World Title and clutching it; he heads in that direction as Nick tries to make a move away]

Wilden: This isn’t going to end well for Nick Dangerous!

Hart: Johnny Serious shouldn’t lay a hand on him if he knows what’s good for him!

[Serious catches up to a limping Nick and grabs the World Title that is dangling from his hands. Nick spins and stares Serious in the eyes at the bottom of the ramp as both men stare at one another]

Wilden: Here it comes!

Hart: I can’t bear to watch!

[Serious and Nick tug on the World Title for a minute until Nick lets go, looking at Serious briefly and then turning his back on him and walking up the ramp as Serious holds the World Title above his head]

Wilden: Folks – we’re out of time! I’m Lance Wilden and this is Robbie Hart – we’ll see you next week!

[The cWo logo flashes on the screen as a final shot of Nick Dangerous with his back to the ring is seen. Suddenly, the camera focuses on a hot air balloon that’s stuck in a tree. Thaddeus is screaming furiously at his Boy as Reg drives by on the motorcycle. He stops, and calls to Thaddeus.]

Reg: See you in Istanbul!

[Reg revs his engine and accelerates out of the scene as the camera finally fades]